In the quiet corners of the mind,
Where whispers dance like shadows,
Dreams take flight on gentle winds,
Weaving tales of distant tomorrows.
Thoughts ripple like a tranquil stream,
Carving paths through unknown lands,
Echoes of forgotten worlds,
Where reality and fantasy hold hands.
In the labyrinth of silent musings,
Stars ignite with creative fire,
Ideas bloom like springtime flowers,
Fostering the heart’s deepest desire.
Yet, amidst the chaos of the mind,
A serene calm gently resides,
Guiding the soul through night’s embrace,
To find peace where truth abides.